It’s the heat, ‘Stupice’ by Lynette Evans, S.F. Chronicle.
“Wah, wah… we live in the sophistimicated urban wonderland that is the Bay Area, yet our home-grown tomatoes taste like paste wrapped in cardboard… wah, wah.”
You can’t have it all, ya big babies.
Just give up and go down to the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market and buy a sizzlingly delicious Valley-grown tomato.
You’ll also want to get this book.
